Client #66: Jane Doe
Breeder: Mak Saxon
Mak is one of our top breeders, I would hope anyway, since he helped found the company. Around this time his body type would be mildly fit, after his first few clients he decided he wanted to make sure he was in peak condition to perform. His brown eyes are often the second thing women noticed about him, right after his silver tongue.
The client, a one Miss Jane Doe, is a celebrity who wished to have her name stricken from the records for discretion purposes. A relatively tall woman, 5’9” to be exact she became a megastar during her roles in the time span of 2012-2015, her now dirty blonde hair leaves most fans in awe of her acting performances.
We met at a vacation home, I don’t even imagine her name was anywhere on the house. She didn’t trust our discretion policy, and why should she? We’re still only a few months old. Anyways I took the contract, I mean what guy didn’t want to have relations with her, especially after her private images were leaked. I was dressed up relatively nicely. Blue dress pants and a vest that matched it, she stated in her request about having dinner first to see if this was going to be a good thing for her. She opened the door and was dressed up, well like she was on vacation, sweatpants, sweatshirt, I think the only thing “done up” was her hair and makeup, which both looked spectacular.
“Should I change into something more casual?” I playfully asked which brought a small chuckle and she nodded. Luckily we bring several outfits to these things just for situations like these. I quickly changed into my own pair of sweatpants and t-shirt. Knocking on the door again, “hello Miss Doe, shall we try that again?” I asked, introducing myself. Her smile may have been more contagious in person than on the silver screen and her steel blue eyes seemed to pierce right into my very soul. Dinner was simple, two pizzas one meat lovers the other a plain pepperoni. Felt a bit gaudy sitting at the dining table under the chandelier in sweatpants eating pizza. We laughed, talked, and flirted and before I knew it, she was crawling on top of the table towards me. “I think we can start now.” She purred, placing her hands on either side of my chair as she started to lick my growing member over my sweatpants. “I hope you don’t mind, but I wanted to try some things out with you too.” She said. I wasn’t going to complain, I was going to be a movie stars sex guinea pig, what man wouldn’t kill for that opportunity.
She pulled down my sweat pants and briefs in one fluid motion, wrapping her soft lips around my rock solid member. “I can do whatever you need me to do.” I let out a soft moan. Her tongue was longer than expected as it wrapped itself around me. Her mouth was so warm and wet. “Good because I’ve starved myself of sex, so I’d be willing to try naughtier things.” She said finally coming off of my rod. “What did you have in mind?” I asked, bringing her in for a long kiss. She must have taken that as a challenge, she pulled herself over on top of me as our tongues danced with each other. I got so lost in our kiss that I didn’t realize she had taken off her sweatpants until she grabbed my bare cock and slid it right inside her. Our kiss was broken by her moan, “fill me up in every room and when we get to the bedroom, I want you to tie me up.” There was a special shine to her eyes. I had only seen it two or three times before, I could tell this would be unforgettable for the both of us.
“Let’s start right here in this chair then.” I say pulling her sweatshirt off, revealing the rest of her perfect body, which I had only seen in the leaked photos of her. She lifted her chest into my face and I wrapped my lips around her nipples, sucking on them and flicking them with my tongue. Her grinding turned into riding, and her riding turned into bouncing. I was sure the legs of the chair were going to break, but they didn’t. They took every ounce of force from her magnificent body bouncing on me with all her might. I felt her get tighter and tighter and then the most wonderful noise filled the air, the moans and screams of her orgasm as she used me like a sex toy. The sound drove me over the edge and seconds after her orgasm started, mine followed. Pumping rope after rope inside her. The vicious lustful look in her eyes was so delicious. “Next room, don’t pull out until we get to the bedroom.” She ordered her breath still shaky from her orgasm. I lifted her up and carried her to the kitchen, and somehow managed to turn her around and bend her over the kitchen counter, the twisting of her body against mine made her squeal in pleasure before the pounding began again.
She was laughing in the midst of her sounds of pleasure as she grabbed a banana from the counter and ate half, looking back at me as she took it into her mouth. She handed me the other half and winked. “Don’t want you to cramp up. You’ve got a long night ahead.” She blew a kiss. I grabbed her hair and started thrusting harder, “oh god finally! Fuck me like you own me!” She called out. The sound of my body slapping against her filled the air. I wish she would have opened the windows and let the neighbors and other vacation-goers hear her scandalous moans. It wasn’t long after I felt her orgasm again, gripping my me tightly as I dutifully seeded her womb.
Next was the living room. Bent over the back of the couch never once pulling out of her divine body. Then came the study. I smirked when she said she wanted to ride me again, sitting down in the office chair as she grinded her rear end into my waist. “Getting tired yet?” She asked. I responded by reaching up and massaging her breast letting her take control of the rhythm. The hallways were also our playgrounds, both pinning her up against her back and her chest. Her legs wrapped around me and she stood straight up until her legs gave out. Finally we made it to the bedroom. I laid her on the bed already having forgotten about her wanting to be tied up. It was the first time I pulled out of her. She put her hand on my chest and pushed me back. Scurrying up to the head of the bed spreading her arms and legs out wide and looking at me. “Tie me up.” She smirked. I obliged, using some rope she had brought with her. She looked almost perfect. I quickly smiled at her and went over to her clothes bag, got a pair of her fresh panties and wiped her drooling pussy and stuffed the now cum stained panties into her mouth. “Do you want a picture to remember it by?” I asked picking up her phone and she nodded. Snapping a picture and putting her phone down.
“Now we can continue.” I growled, crawling on top of her and spearing myself back into her, feeling the slime made of our cum surround me and ooze out of her. Even through her muffled lips her moans were still delicious to hear. For the next two and half hours the pounding didn’t stop, twice her body began to shake into a full body orgasm, as if she was seizuring around me. She spit her panties out a little after the first hour. Her whimpers, moans, and screams, becoming quoted as her voice became more hoarse. “I want to hold you while you fill me one last time.” She whispered. Untying her as quickly as I could she wrapped her whole body around me, and finally the last load entered her. Both of our bodies trembled from the intense pleasure we had both received. She rolled me over and held me tightly and we fell asleep.
The next morning I woke up to her cooking breakfast. She told me to get back safely to our office and that she would send word once she had a confirmed pregnancy or she would hire me again if it didn’t take.
2 weeks later I got a phone call, “congrats dad, come celebrate with me next week.”
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